A voice in her head quickly and enthusiastically agreed with Ryn. Murder, yes, and plenty of it. That was an evening activity worth her time, something her butler would approve of, something she could do in her sleep without worrying about being forced to act against her WILL and yet — she rung with that urge inside her, wrapped her hands around its metaphorical throat and forcefully silenced it as she gazed across the room. It would be a challenge to empty this room, the whole tower of life and how beautiful it would be, how refreshing but it was not the danger alone that concerned her. She still had questions about this place that needed answers. She had noticed it from the second she had stepped foot into this place. The way everyone looked at her, the great effort they went through to avoid looking her in the eyes, standing in her way — the general had all but confirmed it to her. She had been here BEFORE. She needed to know why.
" Later perhaps. I have unfinished business here to attend to first. Though I won't say no to a good fight once that business is CONCLUDED. " Arms crossed, she was still observing the people around them, like a hawk carefully picking its next prey, though she was hardly on the hunt right now. It was simply something she could not stop doing, sizing everyone up, looking for weaknesses. It was hard to ignore when it came so naturally to her. Just like the smell of roasted dwarf had immediately brought back vague memories of great feasts while her companions had instead reacted with HORROR. " I was going to inspect the prison cells before making any drastic decisions. There is someone down there I'd like to talk to. I'm sure you remember her. " The nightwarden, the woman who had managed to capture Wren's interest from the very beginning. She might be worth another look. " Ketheric discarded her but she might be USEFUL to us yet. "
